Chapter 159 Chapter 18 One-sided Silver Coin

"Where do you get these ancient coins?" Mom picked up one of them and looked it up and down.There is a silver coin under the three copper coins.The copper coins are all from the Qing Dynasty, with a round square hole, symbolizing a round sky and a round place, with "Jiaqing Tongbao", "Kangxi Tongbao" and so on written on it.The silver coin is slightly smaller than the copper coin, without a hole in the middle, and on the front is engraved a beautiful woman with a high bun, smiling face and full breasts.This is a bust.The reverse side is a smooth flat plate without any carvings or characters.This is also an aspect that I find strange. The person who made this silver coin carved the front so finely, why couldn't he spend some time embellishing the back as well?But this does not affect its beauty, it is a good gift for your loved ones.

And the one my mother took was a silver coin, a gift I wanted to give to the girl I liked. I hesitated and didn't answer.Mom asked again: "Where do you get these ancient coins?" I rummaged through my schoolbag, pretending not to hear. Mother put down the silver coin and asked seriously: "Did this ancient coin be taken from grandpa's house?" The reason for saying "take" was to make me sound more comfortable, because I didn't ask grandpa about the situation. I took it out privately.It used to be in a carved mahogany box on top of the wardrobe. When I was young, all kinds of copper coins were everywhere in the village.Some are hung on key chains for decoration, some are placed on beams for good luck, and some are even used as gaskets under tightened nuts.At that time, people didn't care about this stuff.Later, these things became less and less, and some people began to think that there was a sense of collecting them.So caring people removed the few remaining ancient coins from the key chain, lifted them from the beams, and twisted them out from under the nuts.Some people are even willing to exchange paper money.

Just like the two stone piers in front of the door, Grandpa is unwilling to exchange the historical things at home for banknotes. He would rather stay at home by himself, and would rather be played by me and then lost than sold. "Did this come from grandpa's house?" Mom asked repeatedly. I nod.I didn't dare to answer because I brought the ancient coins without my grandfather's permission, because if I asked my grandfather, my grandfather would 100% agree. I didn't dare to answer because I was worried that my mother would know that I would give it to others, especially For the girl I like.

Now, I don't have to worry about my mother knowing, because I never told her that I have fallen in love with a girl from the same school, she can't know.But when I was young, I just liked to worry about things that I didn't need to worry about. This is the case with many things.When you face it, you always feel that this matter is very serious.Once you have experienced it, after a period of time, you will look back and realize that it was nothing more than that. "These are some ancient things, they are all spiritual, you should take good care of them. Do you understand?" It seems that my mother didn't mean to blame me, but she just had some opinions on my random placement of these ancient coins.I nodded quickly and put the scattered ancient coins back into my schoolbag.

Behind the ancient coins is a story unknown to the world, not even grandpa.Of course, my mother and I have no way of knowing.Some things, people must wait until it has a big event before paying attention, such as the gold mine on the top of Changshan.After almost half a century, no one has ever thought that what should be done to the gold mine on Changshan Mountain. Only when two children fell into it, one died and the other was injured, did anyone think that these potential dangers should be buried. I have to go to school the next day, and I can only come back to meet grandpa again after a month.I looked at the mottled walls and fell into endless reverie.When I was a child, when I looked at the walls where the lime was peeling off, I always imagined the cracks as old trees that were dry and close to death, and the place where the lime was missing was a human head or a mountain or an animal.At that time, I could imagine an afternoon just looking at the wall, and I felt extremely happy.And now, looking at those things, I can no longer use my imagination.

Our senses are gradually blunted and worn by the world, and finally we are sluggish about everything. At that time, I just looked at the wall like this, and gradually fell asleep. Kespoo jumps off the sewing machine.I already planned to take it with me to school, so I moved the rose from the windowsill to my mother's sewing machine, and prepared to take it away in my arms tomorrow. The Kespoo complained about me leaving it on the sewing machine. I knew I was in a dream, and I asked with a smile, "What's the matter? Are you afraid of sewing machines? Don't tell me that Kespia is afraid of sewing machines." I noticed that Kespoo looks more and more beautiful, and it even looks like a A young girl who has begun to grow.The skin glowed slightly white, and the eyes were watery.She changed into a blue dress, which couldn't hide its figure.

"No, I'm afraid of the sewing scissors on the sewing machine." It replied softly.Sewing scissors are different from ordinary scissors. One side of the sewing scissors has an "S"-shaped handle, while ordinary scissors have "D"-shaped handles on both sides.My sewing scissors never go right, and my mother can use her expert tailoring thread.In my mother's hands, the sewing scissors are like a swallow returning to spring, flying around the sewing machine. "Afraid of scissors?" I asked, frowning.The fourth grandma always doesn't allow people to leave the scissors in her house. Is it because of this reason?But if ghosts are afraid of scissors, putting more scissors at home is not necessarily a bad thing.

"No." The corners of the beautiful Kespoo's mouth twitched, revealing a pure smile, "I'm afraid of sewing scissors, but I'm not afraid of ordinary scissors. Instead, it easily arouses my desire to hurt people with them." "Oh." I suddenly realized. Kespo Ghost put away his smile and said to me: "Recently, I feel an extremely cold cloudy air approaching. There may be something passing here, or its destination is here." "Can you feel the Yin energy of ghosts?" I asked in surprise. "No. I can't feel the yin energy of other ghosts, but I can be very sensitive to the yin energy similar to my own." Kefu ghost said, "In the past two days, I have always felt this yin energy, and it is getting worse and worse. cold."

I squeezed my chin and imagined that the ghostly air was gradually approaching the village like a thick autumn fog. Kespoo said, "It is slowly approaching this village." I was startled, staring at the Kefu ghost in front of me for a long time, and then spit out a few words: "Who are you referring to?"